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Saturday, May 15, 2010

LETTING GO TAKES LOVE

To let go does not mean to stop caring,
it means I can't do it for someone else.
To let go is not to cut myself off,
it's the realization I can't control another.
To let go is not to enable,
but allow learning from natural consequences.
To let go is to admit powerlessness, which means
the outcome is not in my hands.
To let go is not to try to change or blame another,
it's to make the most of myself.
To let go is not to care for,
but to care about.
To let go is not to fix,
but to be supportive.
To let go is not to judge,
but to allow another to be a human being.
To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes,
but to allow others to affect their destinies.
To let go is not to be protective,
it's to permit another to face reality.
To let go is not to deny,
but to accept.
To let go is not to nag, scold or argue,
but instead to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.
To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires,
but to take each day as it comes and cherish myself in it.
To let go is not to criticize or regulate anybody,
but to try to become what I dream I can be.
To let go is not to regret the past,
but to grow and live for the future.

To let go is to fear less and love more
Remember: The time to love is short




- author unknown


Met up with Mishal, Noor and Charles after the longest time ever. Hadi had a date, and didn't join us. Saded. So, we met at Yishun so Charles could drive us around. We went to Jalan Kayu for diner, after which we went to Lower Seletar reservoir, and hanged out. Ate ice-cream, cam-whored. Then drove over to some coffeeshop to use their toilets, and home. Man, i laughed so hard today. Laughed so hard, till i'm having migraine now. HAHA. But it was fun, seeing them after about a year i think. Miss working with all those asswipes(:


Anyway, since its 12am. Its SATURDAY. And i'm gonna be rotting home, hope someone asks me out or something. && Also since tmr's the 16 May. Happy 11th, hope you're reading this and remembered.


I don't know why, but for someone reason i feel sad. Like just so empty. :(
Maybe cause I've been coped up in home for a really long time or something. Oh well. enjoy the weekends people.


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